Reclaiming the concrete jungle.

The Redhead suggested that I take a photo of this ivy that is trailing over the wall in our local supermarket car park. It is quite extensive but I couldn't get a shot of that without including a lot of boring cars. Needless to say I didn't go into the store. I hate those places.

I inadvertently referred to my eldest son as Jofish yesterday. Here's why.
There is only one year and one month between my two sons, Joseph and Andrew. When they were toddlers neither of them could pronounce the other's name and called each other Jofish and Hindu. The names stuck. We used to attract some strange looks when we were out and about and would shout,
" Jofish! Hindu! come back here."
It didn't help that we both looked like a pair of Hippies.
To this day they both respond to those names without turning a hair.
Any funny or odd nicknames in your families?